I was in Toronto last week on business. I went out to dinner with an associate from one of our vendors. We went to Joey's (which I am told started in Calgary as Joey Tomatoes or something like that). There my associate asked for a particular waiter that had served his table a few weeks earlier. Turns out the waiter and my associate are both from Calgary.
We chatted with the waiter, who was about college age, for a few minutes. I mentioned I was from New England. The waiter mentioned his upcoming trip to Boston to visit a friend in school, and to enjoy the area steeped in history of famous people and especially Jack Kerouac. So we chatted about Jack's home town of Lowell, and how after many years I just recently read 'On the Road', and told my story about Astro's (see previous blog post).
Curious how connections happen, is it not?
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